how

how did these cut get here

where did they come from

where did these bruise get on my arms

i cant remeber

how did this gun get in my hand

i dont know

who put it to my head

theres a moster inside me

it wont get out

its in my mine

it wont leave no matter how lound i srean and shout

please some help

this isnt me

....please...

.................someone......

..........................................save ......................

.............................................................me.............................

Reviews

[Between the grey]

creepy i agree, dark write

sad desperate plea, well expressed emotions.

[TWISTED NIGHTMARE]

i really like this poem but you have a few typos

[GlamGirl]

Whoa... this is really creepy and awesome! I love it :D